A/N: yes...the moment you've all been waiting for! new chappie! enjoy!
Chapter 26: Captain Jack Harkness
Beverley sighed in contentment as she awoke, snuggling into the pillow with a smile. She felt the arm around her waist pull her back a bit, making her smile a little wider when it moved up to settle above her waist. His hand found hers as it sat on the pillow, palm up and he threaded his long, slender fingers between hers. The Doctor buried his face further into her mess of red hair, his breath fanning the back of her neck.
She lifted her hand as he still held it and she kissed the back of his hand before turning to look back at him. Just as she turned, his face buried itself into her neck and he nuzzled her, making her giggle and pull away but he followed, pulling her closer.
"Good morning, Doctor," she smiled as he pulled back and looked down at her with a smile, still holding her hand.
"Morning, Bev," he murmured, grinning down at her and effectively shading her from the sun as he leaned over her. "Get a good night's sleep?"
"After you tired me out, yes," she grinned, stretching as he grinned back.
"I told you, two hearts, love," he smiled, flopping onto his back and Beverley cringed at the sun coming in from the glass roof before rolling onto the Doctor, tangling the sheets around them even more.
"Can you please do something about that ceiling?" she hoped. "Don't you have something that can make it – what're you doing?"
The Doctor smirked as he lifted his sonic screwdriver from the night stand and aimed it at the roof. She frowned at him but recalled what he'd done with his glasses on Kalos and nodded in approval when she shifted to lay next to him again, molding perfectly to his body just as they were shaded by the tinted roof.
"Thank you, darling," she smiled, snuggling against his chest as he set his screwdriver back on the night stand.
"You're welcome," he chuckled, lifting his hand to run it through her hair. "So, where would you like to go next?"
"I thought I picked this place?" she frowned but didn't lift her head from his chest.
"You said you wanted a break," he reminded her, cradling the back of his head with his other hand. "This doesn't count."
"Well then I don't want our break to be over yet," she retorted, making him laugh.
"Alright then, I wanna make a pit stop in Cardiff before we head back into time and space," he requested.
"What's in Cardiff?" Beverley wondered, scrunching her nose in displeasure at the thought of going back to Earth.
"A time rift," he replied. "It's scheduled to open up again soon, and the TARDIS needs a bit of a boost."
"Oh, so it's a power outlet, then, eh?" she guessed.
"Well…sort of," the Doctor shrugged. "But, when we get there, you have to promise to stay in the TARDIS. No wandering off."
"Doctor," she groaned, shifting her head to look up at him but keeping it on his chest. "It's Cardiff. What possible trouble could I get into in Cardiff?"
"Lots," he replied, making her roll her eyes as she shifted her head back. "Just please, do as I say. It would make me feel better. I'm not gonna leave the TARDIS either, so you can keep me company."
"I haven't been in the swimming pool yet," she sighed. "Maybe I'll swim a lap or two while you charge up the TARDIS?"
"There you are! We've found something for you to do already," he grinned. "Wanna head off now?"
"Did you just bring me here for a quick shag?" she teased, glaring comically at him and instead of answering he quickly lowered his hand from behind his head, and rolled them until he was hovering above her, making her give a squeak and giggle of surprise.
"If I said yes, would you be offended?" he smirked, and she looked up in mock thought before looking back at him and shaking her head with a smile. "Then yes, I did."
"Liar," she laughed as he lowered his face to her neck and she moaned in approval. "You didn't even think of it till I dragged you here by your tie." She arched into him before remembering something and gently pushing back on his shoulder, making him pull back with a frown. "Speaking of your tie…"
She trailed off and flipped the sheet back to expose her left leg as she bent her knee and the Doctor gave a devious grin when he noticed his tie wrapped around her thigh.
"You might want to take that off," she smiled, and he looked back at her, his hand slowly smoothing down her thigh, one of his fingers slipping under the tie as he did to slip it off. "And I think our friendship is in tatters, wouldn't you say?"
"Oh, yes," he grinned with a wag of his head as he inched toward her face. "Completely ruined."
He caught her mouth in a deep kiss, making her moan as her hands lifted to his hair, massaging his scalp and pulling him closer as he twisted his hand around his tie, using it to pull her leg around his waist, making her giggle.
"One more go before we leave?" he breathed against her mouth and all she could do was nod before he planted his lips to hers again.
Later in the TARDIS...
"Right-ah!" the Doctor grinned, slapping a lever in place on the console as Beverley sat in the chair behind him brushing her hair with a smile. He spun around and leaned back to watch her for a moment before he announced, "Welcome to Cardiff!"
"What's here that you don't want me to find?" she asked, putting the brush down and standing to step in front of him. "What trouble could be waiting that you don't want me to go outside?"
He didn't answer as she strolled to his side, her hands clasped behind her back as she stared at him expectantly.
"Unless it's not a what," she guessed, making him look at her with an arched brow of intrigue. "Is it, perhaps…a who?"
"Just stay here," he finally ordered gently, turning to the panel and fiddling with the dials and switches, making her eyes widen as a grin lit up her face.
"It is a who!" she realized. "Is it Professor Song? It would be like you to keep me from one of your traveling companions."
"She's not a companion," he replied, not looking at her. "I don't know who River is just yet, but I'll find out."
"So it is her," Beverley smiled, leaning next to him on the console. "River Song…that is a brilliant name."
"Beverley Gilmore is a brilliant name," the Doctor argued. "And I'm not saying whether or not I don't want meeting someone. I'm saying don't leave the TARDIS."
"Well, it's not River, then," she pouted in disappointment, crossing her arms over her chest then thought a moment and smiled up at him. "Could it be the famous Jack Harkness?"
"Infamous is more the word," he muttered to the panel.
"Is it or not?" she urged.
"Just drop it and stay here, Bev," he replied, moving to another section of the console and her eyes widened again with another grin.
"It's him!" she grinned, running after him and leaning next to him on the console where he stopped. "I knew it! I should've guessed that first! Oh, my God, you have to let me meet him, Doctor!"
He was about to respond but a knock at the TARDIS door made them both frown toward it before they looked back at each other.
"Now who could that be, I wonder," Beverley smirked and the Doctor's eyes widened in panic before she darted toward the door. He dove toward her and gripped her wrist before she was out of his reach and he pulled her back to throw his arms around her as she giggled when he pulled her against him. "Doctor! Now is not the time for foreplay when we have a guest at our door!"
"Leave 'em be," he murmured into her ear, making her giggle again before turning her head to smile at him, but he captured her mouth in a kiss before she could say anything.
Another knock made her whip her head away from his face and toward the door again, and this time, before he could get a firmer grip on her, she pulled away from him and ran toward it.
"Doctor! I know you're in there!" a man's voice called from the other side of the door and Beverley stopped, placing her hand on the handle with a sly smile at the Doctor as he hurried after her.
"Ooh! I've heard that sultry voice before!" she grinned before turning to the door to open it.
"Beverley! Don't—!"
It was too late. She opened the door with a huge smile to be greeted by a tall, handsome man with dark hair and blue eyes dressed in World War II inspired clothing. His attention was immediately on Beverley as he leaned against the door frame and a charming, heart-stopping smile spread across his lips. She smiled and held out her hand as the Doctor stood behind her.
"Captain Jack Harkness, I presume," she smiled, triumphantly.
"You'd presume correctly," he smiled in return, taking her hand and gently squeezing it. "Hi there."
"Oi!" the Doctor snapped, sending Jack's gaze to him as Beverley rolled her eyes. "Stop it!"
"I'm just saying hello!" Jack argued, defensively.
"I don't mind at all," Beverley smiled at Jack, making him look back at her and smile charmingly again. "My name's Beverley, by the way. Beverley Gilmore."
"I'll bet the Doctor loves that name," Jack chuckled, finally letting go of her hand and crossing his arms over his broad chest, still leaning against the door frame. "Kinda rolls off the tongue just right, doesn't it, Doc? Beverley Gilmore."
"Stop it," the Doctor snapped, making Jack frown at him as Beverley only tried to stifle a smile and didn't do a very good job.
"I was paying her a compliment," Jack replied defensively again. "I can't even talk anymore?"
"Let me make this clear for you, Jack," Beverley whispered loudly, lifting a hand to beckon him closer as she leaned toward him to explain, "The Doctor's a little jealous."
"I am not!" the Doctor nearly squeaked. "I know him! He flirts with anything gorgeous!"
"Why thank you, Doctor," Beverley smiled at him, making him frown as Jack gave a chuckle.
"For what?" he asked.
"For saying I'm gorgeous," she replied, lifting a hand to place it on his cheek and pull him toward her, kissing his other cheek before turning back to Jack. "Can I just ask: How does the Doctor know you like it rough?"
"Beverley Gilmore! How forward of you!" Jack smirked, faking astonishment as he stepped into the TARDIS and stopping right in front of Beverley to look down at her and murmur, "You've got some potential."
"No, she doesn't," the Doctor snapped.
"Ooh, he's a sneaky one, isn't he, Doctor?" Beverley smiled up at him before turning to Jack again and noticing, "He didn't answer my question."
"And if he knows what's good for him, he'll never answer it," the Doctor replied, glaring at Jack as Beverley frowned between them.
"I think I know what's good for me, Bev," Jack shrugged, making her pout before he looked to the Doctor and winked, making him grimace.
"What did you come for, Jack?" he asked, making Beverley frown up at him as he stood next to her and wondered why he was treating his friend this way.
"You can't just land near Torchwood and not expect me to visit, Doc," he smirked, turning and heading toward the console of the TARDIS.
The Doctor sighed in exasperation as he hung an arm around Beverley's neck to keep her next to him. She smiled as they headed toward Jack who stripped off his long coat, and Beverley couldn't help but let her gaze wander.
"Nice bum," she murmured, making the Doctor stop them halfway up the ramp and he glared at her when she looked up at him. "Oh…did I say that out loud? Sorry."
She looked away and cringed at her slip before looking back at the Doctor with a huge, apologetic grin, amending, "I love you, Doctor."
"Oh, so that's why you're so protective of her, huh, Doc?" Jack called, leaning back on the console, his hands in his pockets. "You've gotten another one to fall in love with you?"
"Through no fault of his own," Beverley smirked and the Doctor sent a grateful glance before lowering his arm from around her and heading walking around to the other side of the console as Beverley strolled up next to Jack.
"This is almost done, so you'll have to leave in a bit, Jack," the Doctor called, examining the screen on the console.
Jack and Beverley both gave a whine, making him frown as he shot his gaze at them, and they looked at each other with wide eyes. Beverley giggled and turned back to the Doctor, flipping her hair as both men stared at her.
"So, Doctor, where will we go after this?" she asked, strolling around the console and letting her hand trail over the metal as she neared the Doctor.
"It's your turn, remember?" he replied, not looking away from the screen as he adjusted dials and flipped switches.
"Oh, he let's you pick the destination, does he?" Jack smirked, strolling around the console to stand with them. "When I was traveling with him he never let me pick."
"You've been everywhere and every when, already," the Doctor retorted, not looking at him either. "We won't be drug along reliving your exploits."
"We can make new memories, Doc," Jack smirked, stepping behind the two before murmuring into the Doctor's ear. "Like we did on Aurora."
"Knock it off," he snapped, waving him away as Beverley glanced between them with a frown.
"I'm sensing romantic undertones, here," she voiced, turning fully to face both men.
"I'm in love with him too," Jack smirked casually, making Beverley's frown deepen as the Doctor rolled his eyes before he moved away to another part of the console, catching both their attentions. "As if you didn't notice, Doctor."
"If you're going to come along you'll have to keep your hands to yourself," the Doctor instructed. "Both ways."
"Oh, please," Beverley scoffed, causing Jack to frown at her as she strolled away toward the stairs. "I'd be too much for him to handle."
"That I believe," Jack smirked, watching her head up the stairs.
"Where're you going?" the Doctor asked, watching her as well as she stopped half way up the stairs.
"I'm going to change into a nice bathing suit and take a dip in the pool," she smiled. "You can join me later if you'd like."
"Wait for me!" Jack called, rushing up the stairs after her. "I'd love a swim!"
"Oi! No funny business, Jack! You hear me? Jack? Jack!"
A/N: i thought i'd get a little more humours with this, cause Jack can be a comic relief, lol! and the tie thing at the beginning...use your imagination with that. i figured it'd be appropriate since when River Song had him handcuffed and he was all 'why do you have handcuffs?' and she said 'spoilers' it kinda hinted at his preferance, if ya know what i mean. lol reviews?
